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letra de no brakes - b.g. knocc out

musical refrain

ricc rocc two c’s
every day i’m get lifted
tunnel vision clear
so i speak
into existence
pop the clutch
on the phone
and i get my distance
all gas no breaks
kobe steak
on you hoes
i’m chillin
winning like a pro

salud salud

sending but
watch me glow
in the dark
asking god
for forgiveness
cause he know
don’t push me
past the limit
but you gotta go
life’s a gamble
so take that roll
straight to the bank
put a stake
on the lake
let’s go

musical refrain

i used to mix heavy with hypnotic
and make incredible heart
let the money the
jolly green giant
from this impeccable talk
the stacks all stacked
in your pocket
will give you a pimp’s walk
just returning hte mac
show you how
a real playa stalk
catch me at the ranch
with some bunnies
rest in peace hawk

i hustle hard
to work the lease off
now we on sh-t
i ball hard on you b-st-rds
post the long sh-t
i’m on the phone b-tch
so you gonna have to wait
for me to bone b-tch
even though many men
hate this mac sh-t
it’s in my bones
and that’s no debate
how i appear
the b-tch get
one in the mirror late
i’m on the head
like super 8

i’m trying to
get it right now
ain’t got no time to wait
i never met
a rich n-gga who
had the time to hate
that’s why
some of you bustas
wind up in snakes
and i ain’t messing
with you b-st-rds
ain’t none of you jake
i’m gonna drop
an avalanche
harder than macho man
and crush the dreams of
hating mate

musical refrain

a lyrical -ssasin
with a p-ssion for g-ssing
let me spot a crowd rappin
i ain’t p-ssing that action
with my faction and a photo
now these b-tches want a photo
if i do it you gotta suck it
in your bucket b-tch
yolo

after she finish slurping
i was hurting it
now we gotta establish
the carriage because
it’s pertinent
ain’t found a n-gga
on this earth
that is equal to me
that is neither
here or there
i got people to feed

and everything i want
combined
doesn’t equal my need
i ‘m on the go
you too slow
you couldn’t equal
my speed
i’m like ali
in his heyday
i’m manic with an ak
you yell blood
everywhere and paint your hair
and holler trey way
sad case man you n-ggas
like a bad day
creep around here late
and get your -ss ate
pause
these heat seeking league are leaking
out your gauze
bring the gas
and let ‘em clap
you want applause

musical refrain

- b g knocc out

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